Not a pop, but a fizzle

So, according to my last post, I was to have some wild and crazy malt liquor fueled party time.
it didn't quite go down like that.
Rather, I polished off the 24oz. can of Crazy Horse, a pounder or two of high life, then called it a night. these are the wild times of my middle age.

So, I got myself a fancy-pants graphics card for my computer. It is very sexy, and I now find myself searching for some games that show this thing off. One game I've purchased is "City of Villians". An MMORPG (online role playing game) in which you get to create a villian and raise them in power. My first villian? The Plaid Scientist. A 4' angry scottish man who can control plants. Unfortunatly, they did not have a kilt as a costume choice, but - viola - I have a driving force behind the man.
I love that name, the Plaid Scientist. it's so perfectly stupid.

I really need to start being a bit more productive on the weekends. I'm trying to become more active, going to the gym on a regular basis, but Saturday and Sunday I try to stay in a constant state of stasis. This morning I watched a few episodes of the Mary Tyler Moore show, and i was amazed at how it seemed like all the characters did so much - socializing and what not. I think that as we become more advanced and have all this technology available at our finger tips, that we are generally becoming more hermitesque... being driven to not take part in society.
While, on the other hand, I've been playing the fore-mentioned game and can "chat" with anyone globally. It's one huge awe-inspiring mixed bag. At what price do we pay to be able to have boundless communication and knowledge? I don't mean to be a downer, but wasn't Rome some kind of technologically advanced super power? And where is it now? I hope history does not repeat itself. And if it does, well, where the hell are all the orgies and why haven't I been invited?

Ok, enough melancholy. I'm probably just a bit sullen as I am slightly hungover. The day after binge drinking always does that to me. Oh well, Family Guy tonight. that should cheer me up a bit.

Fueled by crazy horse

Yes, that title is correct. I am coming to you LIVE on my blog while sipping one of man's finest creations. Crazy Horse Malt Liquor. from a 24oz. CAN.
oh, yeah, it's going down like that.
What am I bringing for backup, besides the guns? A sixer of High Life pounders.

Hope ya'll are ready for this.

It was a bitch of a week at work, and I have pretty much decided to get roasted in the comfort of my home. Now normally, this involves dipping into my huge stack of Guiness in the fridge... but tonight just felt like something special was called for.

Oh, and Crazy horse may be the only alcoholic bevergae that tastes better from a can than a bottle. and that in itself is fucked up.

So, I'm a pounder and 12oz. maltified. I'd love to make this a running blog of things as I slip into the warm fuzzy haze of inebriation, but I doubt I'll have the attention span. Hell, I'll be lucky if I finish typing this sente


ok, that was a bit lame. the booze is kicking in.

back... again

back... again? where was I. nowhere. so why have I neglected my bloggin duties?
I have no good answer for this.

HOWEVER, I do have a nice shiny dual-core processor computer. Seriously, When I purchased it, I had a total geek orgasm. Maybe that's where I was... spending all that time mopping up.

iw, sorry. that was totally uncalled for.

But this thing is pretty damn swanky. AMD Athlon 64 X2 4200+. DVD-drive. DVD-burner... with Lightscribe technology. 1GB under the hood. And a 250gb shelter for my mp3s. Now, for the record, that covers mp3s (I have 4500+ loaded on so far), and many many videos. videos of what? shhh... don't worry your pretty little head.
And run comp games published THIS MILLENIUM. I'm not sure how long I can avoid the call of World or Warcraft, but I purchased the Movies and Civilization 4 to help fight off those evil spirits.

So yeah, I have not enough time to keep up with the geekiness funtimes that are facing me. comics, DragonQuest 8, guitar hero, and now computer times... I can barely fit in my occasional episode of The Office and battlestar. That last sentence has me short of breath.

Speaking of breath... I'm hoping mine will get better. Not only have I bit off way more than I can chew on the "hobbies" front, i also am getting back into the gym. I thought I severly hurt myself last week, but it turns out I had just forgotten the pain that comes from working out my muscles. that shit hurts. still, it's a good pain, and I've healed. Now I'm trying to do it again this week. Dude, I'm gonna be huge. well, not really, all i'm aiming for is slightly chubby.

Alrighty... current lusts: Eva Angelina (my new fave pornstar - it's the glasses), Diora Baird, Jennifer Connelly (always), a GeForce video card, a flat panel monitor, and a wireless hook up to run mp3s from my new computer to my stereo.

Oh, speaking of stereo... everyone buy 'We Are Scientists". just look at the album, they're holding cats. oh, and they rock. And while picking it up... get the recently released copies of the talking heads albums in DVD-audio. They fill your room with goodness.

And on to another year..

Happy New Year to one and all!! I hope that everyone has recovered from last nights various forms of debauchary... I think I have.

Before I go on, I hope everyone has the best year of their life in the the year ahead. I mean it. you all deserve it. Even the french.

Anyway, last night didn't start off too exciting, as this whole holiday season has really been a bit of a bust. We were supposed to have a bunch of people over, but that never really occurred. I'd say it was due to lack of trying, and I might well be telling the truth.
Still, a friend came down, the g/f went to work, and so there were three men who proceeded to become intoxicated. Finally, at around 10 PM we started to get motivated, and decided to head into the heart of the city. We were going to check out drinker's/Lucy's as they were having a $75 all-you-can-drink fest, but the bouncer wouldn't let any more people in. So we proceeded to walk and search for a bar that had no line. Half a block away we encountered Brownie's and went inside. No line, no cover, it looked good. Half an hour, as we were still waiting for our first beers, we were becoming discouraged. We were about to turn away and head to another bar when - count 'em - 1, 2, 3, 4, 5! girls walked by with not a single male in tow. I pushed Luke and said, yeah we're heading that way. we followed the girls to the back of the overly crowded bar, and parked ourselves on the otherside of the table as Nate went to get drinks. We waited, Luke and I talked some random rubbish, then we got down to the drinking. and socializing.
I proceeded to piss one girl off almost immediatly - it's a talent - but we were soon having great conversation.
Now, I take my job as wingman very seriously, and seeing as how Luke was single, I had some work to do. run interference, keep the friends interested, keep the conversation moving, encourage alcohol consumption.
I was at the top of my game.
Eventually two of the girls left with other guys, but three were still hanging around. Oh, yeah, the g/f had caught up with me by then, but that didn't really effect anything, she knows how important a wingman's duty is.
Eventually, I managed to get them to come back to our house and hang out for a little while longer, where I proceeded to display my amazing Boggle skillz.

Boggle is the greatest game ever. I'm not sure if I've mentioned this before, but I want this fact on record.
BEST.
GAME.
EVER.

BOGGLE

So, Luke got a number, got a bit of a make-out session, and the night was a smashing success. Plus, I'm pretty sure had I been single, I would have had the company of one of the fine ladies. Good way to end/start a year, prove that once in a great while, I do in fact "have it".

If I ever had it in the first place.

and as a bonus, seeing as I had Guiness and Jemson all night, and nothing else (well, minus the added ingredients of a Carbomb), I have not really had a hang-over today, allowing me to enjoy my good luck Pork and Saurkraut.

For the record, the girls were Martha, Lisa, and Mary. I remember their names because I didn't hook-up with them.

Alright, just a run down of my excitement, feel free to share any fun had by any of you out there. I love to live vicariously.
Now, back to the couch for more comics, videogames, Shogun box set, and flatulence.

It's a good life.


**---** POST SCRIPT
How does some one not even living in this country win our fantasy football league? That's just sad. But congratulations, Damien!
(though I did win the other league *cough, cough*)